Star gazing
Do not call me perfect, a lie is never a compliment. Call me an erratic damaged and insecure mess. Then tell me that you love me for it.
Beau Taplin, You’re a F***ing Wreck and I Love You For It
(via sensualkisses)
(via sensualkisses)
you could curse a police officer out, kick their car, throw a temper tantrum and throw trash. and that still doesnt mean they get to kill you. what the fuck is wrong with yall? why do you think police get some special license to kill when they get disrespected?
if they cant do their job without murdering unarmed people, they dont deserve their badge, or anyones respect.
A little louder for the pighies in the back
thank you, nature, for pre-slicing oranges for us. You didnt have to and you did anyway and that was cool of you
jeliyfish